ILL I AM
Heart of red rubies
Pumping as a river of pink fizz runs down my tongue
Bottle being tightly clutched by a malignity
That sleeps within me
Lips yearning and swell for a kiss by the round mouth of the glassed bubbly
Ill i am
When morning comes
Heaven of amnesias
A black cloud of memory
Self destructive fiend resting for the time being
Like a chameleon i gyp my way through the day
Colors changing before incognizant eyes
YOU ARE READING
4am
شِعرI spent most of my life learning how to feel less These days I teach myself to feel more Kill your emotions and you'll die along with them C O M P L E T E D 2016•2018
